Archive for June, 2007

It’s Not July Yet!

I am trying to breath life into this blog a bit. Sorry it’s taking me so long.

Here’s my story for today. I work in Times Square, and up on the giant ABC Screen showing Good Morning America today at 7:55 AM, they had a story on Liz Claiborne dying. And the closed captioning read: ” Friends say she suck cummed to cancer.”

I mean seriously. Comedy is everywhere. Cancer is hilarious. And that’s pretty much the story of my life for the past year.

I am off to bed now. Paris Hilton has drained me.
Go here to see a video of Britney personally delivering her mom legal papers telling her to stay away from her kids. Brit does this in a pair of jean shorts from seventh grade and a tank top with no bra. So much class!

Happy Birthday Roommate!

Yesterday was my best friend’s birthday. We call each other roommate because we lived together one summer in Burlington, Vermont. And it stuck. We also lived together a lot in college. We don’t live together anymore. But we still call each other roommate or mate.

She’s the best. SO happy birthday!

Here is my YouTube present for you. It’s a video made by a guy named Taffy. He’s from Maine (yay!) and is a drag queen who sells vintage dishes online (double yay!). I am newly obsessed with him.

More of Taffy’s vids here!

Also, the radical faeries are here, and fiestaware is poisonous dishware, from what I can tell from Taffy’s videos. It’s bright and made of lead. Delicious!

I’ve Been In Jail/Rehab/Hawaii

Oh sweet blog. I’m sorry to have left Desmond at the top for so long. He’s really not that hot. What was I thinking?!

So if anyone is left out there, I’m sorry I have neglected you. It’s just that I got a REAL JOB. And at this real job I BLOG. For 8 hours a day! ABOUT LINDSAY AND PARIS!

I am living my dream, but my dream makes me tired.

You know, if you invest stocks all day, you don’t trot home, get on your couch, and go online and invest more stocks (do you?). So when I get done with my day, I’m maj (abbreviation of major) fried. Fried on blogging software, fried on Paris, craving fries.

So there you go. I have no energy right now to discuss celebs. Actually – that’s a lie. After today’s debacle, I feel sad for Paris. This is what really did it for me:

I mean, Paris is a total douche, but something about this whole circus seems out of control to me…because she’s lost control of it, I guess. I just don’t get how she was serving 23 days – half her sentence – and now because the sheriff is a tard she has to serve her full sentence of 45 days in jail.

Maybe what gets me most sad is that even if she is a no talent ho-bag, she is a daughter and her parents are distraught and so is she. I mean even with millions of dollars, they’re human. I know my mom (ok, my dad too) would be devastated. So maybe, in some strange way I think of my mom every time I hear about Paris having a meltdown. But don’t worry, I will hate her again soon.

I have to go do all the household chores that I’ve put off all week.
Then I am yoga-ing, Veselka-ing, and drink-ing.

I promise to update more.
Sorry about that fugly Desmond pic.

June 2007

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